Stir the coals

The way he seemed to enjoy her indignation!
"You're... incorrigible!" She spat. He's thinking he'd get to enjoy her at any opportunity, maybe she'll make it harder for him to get a paw on her now!

She huffed but perked her ears at the news of his trip to the Hallows, concern swept over her brow, usually he told her of such things and took her along. Was the Syndicate making a move and he didn't want her to worry about it? Was there some other news he didn't want to share with her? She was about to inquire about this trip when he went on about gluing Wylan to her side so she couldn't catch anyone's eye. She huffed and turned away, indignant, after his kiss landed on her nose.

"You are getting dangerously close to the title of Tyrant." She warned. She turned her back to him and lifted her nose high. "I might as well head back to the sands and practice some of that meditating. At least tell me what the next test could be before you leave, so I can work on it while you're gone." She liked to be efficient. She got up and started to walk away from him.

"Speech"